BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 60: Doing It In The Open {2}

Chapter 60: Doing It In The Open {2}

EMMA

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At the very prompt I let a moan roll off my tongue, Dace smashed his lips on mine, mouthwatering and potent, taking my breath away. His lips tasted so good, like sweets and it got butterflies swelling in my stomach, my mind was nothing but blank, my hands on his chest clenched further on his shirt just to compose myself, could I even compose myself? His kiss was both wild and dominating and I found it hard to breathe, I really needed to catch my breath and like he read my mind he pulled away.

I was nothing but a panting mess, my gaze was leveled to his chest, my cheeks flushed, I was trying to recall how we got into this, his actions were always so swift to keep up with and the tingling sensation that flushed my body made my panties so sticky.

Dace used his hands to raise my face, leaning down and drive in for another ravishing kiss, his mouth sucking against mine and his tongue skillfully explored my teeth and the inside of my mouth, driving in for a further mouth-watering smooch, the suck, the roaming, I was on the verge of coming down in a high length just by it.

My insides exploded when I felt his hand circle my waist, then his finger rubbed at the covering of my jeans, and my body joggled like I was shocked but in a good way.

"Tell me what you want, baby" his baritone voice was deep and huskily and my panties were nothing but drenched, I was a mess. "Just how wet are you?"

He could tell, he could smell my arousal, I should be nothing but embarrassed right now, but my mind couldn’t process that, especially with his finger gently stroking me, I plunge my waist forward and have it buried there, I wanted him to touch me and ease the feeling building up within me.

I noticed the wicked smirk that flashed on his perfect lips and the highlight in his eyes. I drew a gasp and shut my eyes, the back of my head meeting the tree when I felt his hand unbutton my jeans and slowly pull down my zip. My lips went apart and I drew on my breath sharply, waiting for his bare hands to sink within, my heart hammering and my body itching for his touch, I felt his thumb grease me.

"Fuck!" I heard him curse and then the sudden stop of his action, I was forced to open my eyes, what made him stop?

"Emma?!"

I think my heartbeat slammed a beat too heavy for my chest to contain. Was that Owen? And his voice sounded close.

I stood frozen in place unable to move, I had forgotten for a fact that we weren’t too far from the greenhouse, classes must be over and Owen must have come looking for me. I was blushing like a dumb idiot ramming the possibility of someone seeing us in this position, without realizing Dace’s hand was no way near me, and my zip was back in place.

Owen came into view at that very moment. "There you are"

My cheeks were beyond heated, could he tell something was happening before he came? No, he can’t, compose yourself, Emma.

"I have been looking for you, didn’t know you were here with him" his ardent gaze on Dace and I felt the air heavy.

"Yes," Dace said in an irritated tone, maybe it was because we were interrupted. His hand fell to the small of my back and I tensed. "Got a problem?"

A deep scowl formed on Owen’s features. "I need to speak with you, Emma,"

"O-Okay" I finally found my voice before shyly meeting Dace’s eyes. "J-Just a moment o-okay?" for a minute there I thought he wouldn’t release me, but he did in silence and the look he had wasn’t exactly pleasant.

"Sure..." he intoned, facing Owen and I gulped. "... have a talk with your... friend" he emphasized the word friend more deeply than I expected.

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"I never imagined you would stay, Emma"

I sighed gathering my notes in my bag and shoving them in.

"I know it’s crazy but..." I faced him. "I think Juneau is growing on me"

"Even with all the supernatural things, you know"

I hung my bag on my shoulder. "Like I said crazy, I know"

"Look Emma, I’m happy you decided to stay, I was sad when Vanessa said you would leave but I know it was to keep you safe. But being with him is..." He paused.

My gaze leveled and I took a deep shaky breath, before shifting my gaze back to him. "I can’t part with him, Owen" he opened his mouth to speak. "We’re dating," I confessed.

He paused as his eyes leisurely widened in shock and then in disbelief. "What?" he huffed, I nod. "Emma he’s a fucking beast!" his voice was a little too high, luckily the greenhouse was empty, Realizing what he had done he said. "Sorry..."

"Vanessa told you the story didn’t she?"

"Yes she did, I know about everything now"

"No you don’t... the name werelion isn’t just a name, Emma I’m trying to keep you away from harm’s way, the Devereaux aren’t people you should mix up with"

My grip tightened on the handle of my bag. "I appreciate the concern, Owen"

He took a step closer to me. "I care for you Emma..." our gazes locked. "... as a friend"

"I know..." I nodded. "But it still doesn’t change the fact of what I said"

He sighed deeply, closing his eyes before opening them. "You don’t understand..."

I felt he wanted to tell me something, but at this point, I think I know what. ’He’s dangerous, you have to stay away from him.’ Those were always his constant words.

"Bye Owen," I said leisurely walking past him. I could feel his gaze on my back and I was forced to look back. He gave me those pleading eyes. He said he cared for me as a friend, but that look was telling me something I couldn’t quite decipher.